Zoro Laughs Novels & Stories

Tucker the Elephant: [Po, can you take Miss Fruit back to the elephant enclosure?] Po the Panda: [I’m on it!] The panda, Po, stopped chewing bamboo. She lifted her tiny paw and gestured toward Zane, who stood frozen in shock. Before he could react, Po the Panda smacked him hard across the face. He hit the ground, dazed and dizzy, as she grabbed the laptop from his hands and shoved it into my arms. Zane was left sprawled on the floor, unable to even get up.

X momentarily paused a bit before he vociferously laughed; the body was in curved, eyes teary, hands in his stomach while laughing nonstop, somehow he looks like a madman. After a long while, he grasped air and straightens his body, then exhaled a lot of carbon dioxide. "Aiyoo, your so funny young man." his voice has a trace of fury or surliness, but more so just poking fun. His statement seems nonsense as Zitrey didn't do anything. His funny expression swiftly changes into a serious one. The air around him also seemed different. "Young man, do you know what is your situation right now? Surrender your things quickly." He played the knife on his hand while looking at Zitrey. This indicates a

Freya Zoey started laughing hard, holding her stomach as she doubled over, her shoulders shaking with unrestrained amusement. “Wow,” she gasped between laughs, wiping tears from her eyes. “Babe, I didn’t know you had such a sharp mouth! That roast was lethal. You just cooked them so bad I’m surprised they’re still standing. I’m loving this drama!” She straightened up, still grinning, and quickly pulled out her phone, set it to record, and placed it discreetly on the jewellery rack, angling it to capture everything.

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to pretend that didn’t just happen.” I tried to say something. Anything. Nothing came out. Damn it. So this was what it felt like to have every last piece of armor stripped off in one single move. Zane touched my face again, his thumb brushing gently across my cheekbone. “You think I’m crazy?” I raised a brow. “I know you are.” He laughed. And that laugh echoed into the stillness of the night, like every star in the sky had decided to laugh right along with him.

The people around him nodded in agreement, and there was some light applause before they all broke up—with respectful nods to Zane—and went back to whatever they had been doing. As soon the mother was out of earshot, I heard Zane start to laugh. I looked at him incredulously, but then he was holding his stomach and laughing so hard I thought he’d get the hiccups. “That’s the way to do it, Mommy! Chloe said, joining Zane in laughing. Cautiously at first, then heartily Grace was laughing too. After a moment, I joined in. What else was there to do? “That was excellent,” Zane told me at last. “A perfectly mimicked werewolf display. I really thought you were going to start howling next.”

Zeya mutters, wiping her eyes. Even Aunt Elena is crying. Uncle Manuel and his wife are crying too. Zoey starts a disastrous attempt at a break dance and for the first time in almost 24 hours, laughter bubbles in my throat. “Look, Zara, mommy is laughing. It’s working!!” “Yay!! Mommy is happy again!” Zara squeals with joy. I clamp my hands over my mouth as my eyes flood with tears once again. My arms fall open and they run into them, burying their faces against my bosom. I inhale the sweet scent of their shampoo and offer a silent prayer of thanks to whomever is listening.

“I don’t get fat, no matter how much I eat. Aw, there’s just nothing to do today but eat! Right, Zo?” “Yeah, it’s true, it’s true. You’ve got a great figure, Cortty. But I’ve got some plans today, so…” Zoe replies. “I know, right? There’s just nothing to do but stuff our faces!” Courtney says, and everyone laughs as if they’d been ordered to. It's just like the kind of hollow laughter you hear on a sitcom laugh track. It was awfully loud, as if they’d just been cued to [laugh here] by the teleprompter.

Marky swallowed unintentionally when he heard Country L. “NO NO NO! You… Are you serious?!” Marky looks at him directly in the eyes reads what his thinking but as usual he is hard to see through… He just sighs in defeat… “Do I look like joking?” Zandro said threatening him… “Fine! It’s a deal im coming! Are you happy now?” Marky said accepting defeat from his friend, when will he win against him anyway! He always has a way to make him bow in defeat.

Then—suddenly, joyously—she laughed. The sound was small and bubbling, but unmistakable. Aria froze. Kael did, too. “Did she—” he began. “Laugh?” Aria finished. “At you? Yes.” Liora’s little body shook with another delighted giggle. She stared at Kael’s mud‑dripping hair like it was the single funniest thing the world had produced so far. Kael put a hand to his chest, mock‑wounded. “My own pup is mocking me.”

Wiping my face with a handkerchief that Zoran tosses over, I give him a dead cold smirk. Then I hear a growl. Another. Then a third. Zoran casts one look behind me and frowns, stepping back. “What the– you always have new tricks up your sleeves, ey?” His mouth purses together in fake pity for Andros as he looks at him. “Here we go.”